Page 27 of Loki
He took slow, deliberate steps towards me, and panic surged through my system as I tugged at the restraints. While I knew it was in vain, my natural fight, or flight instincts had kicked in.
Anger radiated off him and despite the fear, despite the urge to get far away from the man who stalked towards me like an apex predator, I wouldn’t shut up. I’d been silent long enough and still ended up in this position.
“Do you think it makes you a big man to keep women chained up! Take from them what they don’t willingly give! No, it doesn’t. It makes you a perverted monster! And I pray on everything that is holy and unholy, your daughter finds out what kind of man her daddy really is. I pray when she’s older she realizes her father is one of the most dangerous types of men on this planet and she needs to stay as far away from you as she can fucking get.”
The sting to my face was fleeting as he swiftly straddled my body, tightly gripped my throat with both hands, and squeezed. My eyes widened in terror as I struggled, pulling at the restraints as he cut off my oxygen. I couldn’t scream. I couldn’t beg him to stop even though I didn’t believe he would even if I did.
As shadows take over my vision, I didn’t know what he saw, but the anger in his eyes quickly disappeared. His clenched jaw relaxed as his anger shifted to something even more terrifying, something even more dangerous—lust.
Sick bastard.
As he rubbed his erection against my naked body, he licked up the side of my face then groaned.
“You taste so fucking good,” he mumbled, then ran his tongue across my lips. “I wonder what this cunt tastes like.”
He removed one of his hands from around my neck, but I got no relief because he didn’t loosen his grip with the other. Hemoved two of his fingers through my folds, then pushed them inside me, moving them in and out.
If his hand wasn’t still around my neck squeezing the life from me, I’d scream bloody murder and try to get him off me, but I couldn’t. I could barely keep my eyes open. I was losing consciousness fast and if that happened there was no telling what the hell he’d do to me.
I had seen with my own eyes the ruthlessness and brutality of these men. Whether you were wide awake or passed out from the treatment you had to endure, or the drugs they pumped into your system, they didn’t care. They still got what they wanted whenever they wanted it.
Despite the heaviness of my eyelids, I succeeded in keeping my gaze locked on him as he brought his fingers to his lips, slid them into his mouth, and started sucking. I wasn’t sure it was a good thing or not to keep my eyes open and focused on him. He seemed to enjoy it, but I also knew I couldn’t close them around him either.
As his eyes closed, a low moan escaped his lips, causing my eyes to well up with tears and a wave of nausea to rise in my throat.
“You taste even better than I imagined.”
I tried to scream when he sunk his teeth into one of my breasts. No doubt leaving a bruise on my skin. Removing his other hand from around my neck, I gasped as I tried to suck air into my lungs while tears streamed down my face. My throat hurt so bad.
“I’m going to enjoy fucking your tight cunt,” he said, raising up on his knees as he straddled my body. “And I’m going to enjoy it even more, the more you scream.”
I shook my head frantically. “No! No! No!”
He unbuttoned, then unzipped his slacks, and pulled out his hardened length. I tried to scream, but my throat felt like athousand razor blades where slashing into my flesh. I tried to move my body to get him off of me, but he barely moved, as he tightened his legs against me.
“If you touch me, I’m going to kill you.”
He ran his hand up and down his semi hard shaft, while he laughed at me. “You think you can stop anything I want to do to you?” The sound of his laughter echoed around the room. “I hate to break it to you, Ms. Honoré. I have all the power, and you have none.”
As he settled between my legs, I did my best to scream even if no one would come to my rescue.
“First, I’m going to fuck this delicious cunt of yours, then I’m going to fuck that mouth. Maybe that’ll get you to shut up and fall in line.”
“No… please don’t do this!”
He looked at me and his eyes rolled in his head. “I love it when you all fight. It only makes my dick harder. Now, I’m going to make you bleed and listen to you beg me to stop all night long.”
He liked my pleading. He wanted me to beg him to stop. It was what got him off. There was no way I’d get out of this.
However, just when I resigned myself to the inevitable, prepared myself for the unwanted intrusion and what would come after, there was a knock at the door. He growled then climbed off the bed and I breathed a sigh of relief.
Someone heard my screams.
He pushed his dick back inside his slacks, then stormed to the door, and yanked it open.
“What!” he shouted then sighed. “Why are you here, Samantha?”
A woman pushed by him. I recognized her from the countless television appearances she and her husband had made.
